Trip, Stumble,and Fall? #ROW80 /#12WeekYear MidWeek 7

Hi there, ROWers and friends!

Like any other form of growth, it’s not always a smooth and graceful transition.

This week has been filled with tripping and stumbling, but, thus far, no serioous falls. Just like a baby has to fall sometimes to master the controlled falling that is walking, I apparently need to bang my shins and skin my knees a little as I learn the steps to this new dance.

Relationships, Family, and Home:

Doing:

Tuesday – locally, some with computer monitors in the cargo area, and two patio gliders lashed to the roof! Also, effectively used Google Maps to navigate. 1/4.

Progress: 25%.

Move bedroom furniture to better accommodate nurse visits; deep clean as I go; ask for help from kids as needed.Week 1.

Use one-on-one time to touch base with both kids.Weeks 7-12.

Though I made this goal, there’s been some friction this week – I think it’s due to passing the one-month mark, pursuing some difficult goals, and a degree of overwhelm and fatigue that are likely hormonal.

Considering ways to alleviate the stressors.

Progress: 100%

Set aside a few minutes five days weekly to arrange facilitation of needs. Weeks 7–12.

Shopping, including yard sale site pickups and monitors for our desktops, arriving next week. Some hometending; administration; personal enrichment. 3/5.

Progress: 70%.

Being:

Focus on at least ten minutes with some combination of family members in common spaces daily. Weeks 7-12.

Yes, each day this session. 3/3.

Progress: 100%.

Gather and consider how to make our home a sweeter place.Weeks 7-12.

More discussion/brainstorming for short/mid/long term; and enacting them.

Body, Mind, and Soul:

Doing:

Every night this session. We’ve come to the unofficial end of the series (the actual end is a poorly-written travesty I won’t be watching). I’ve also reread a fan fiction project in progress, in preparation for returning to it.

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I kind of LOVE Google Maps. Discovered it when Jim and I went to Maine last fall, and have been using it since. It’s been a goal for Miah to learn how to use it.

I’ll be speaking at the Northeast Unschooling Conference, about how unschooling can help in times of major uhheaval – like terminal illness and death in the family…because it has helped in so very many ways.

Sorry about the stumbling in your life. Hope you will all find your balance soon.

A girl’s lunch sounds grand, though next week is jam-packed (Friday at the Desmond or something like that could work… Marcus has soccer camp that day), as Marcus is participating with the Shakespeare & Co. residency peeps from Tues-Thursday. He’s excited about Othello (The crew is doing stage-combat presentations/training on Wednesday (and yes, most anyone is welcome, though HVCC asks parents to sign a release form for safety in case parents leave the campus for a time) and clown-training/workshop on Friday (was thinking Lise might actually enjoy that… we did it last year and it was incredible!)

Anyway… if next week doesn’t work, we can always plan for another day the week after.

Congratulations on recognizing that ‘stumbling and falling’ is a natural part of learning to fly! Or drive. Or make a new workspace. Or saying yes to a conference presentation. Lots of good progress this mid-week. Re the presentation, your energy, commitment, and focus will help you reach and motivate your audience, regardless of topic. That’s your gift to give, and you do this beautifully.
Now, you did ask what’s tripping me up lately, and I have to say we’re in this perfect bubble, no trauma, no drama. Each day we’re on an adventure. I know drastic change will come. I don’t know what form it will take. So I’m cherishing these moments together, truly. Last night we had dinner out and talked about death, as we are at that age when friends are naturally facing serious illnesses. I don’t know if I will be strong enough — if he goes first. So I’m aware that each day is a gift, mine to treasure. On this, I don’t want to stumble.

And I wish you would have told my daughter, stumbling and falling was okay. She didn’t walk and didn’t walk and didn’t walk…then one day just started walking. Didn’t fall hardly at all. She just waited until she knew she could do it. Should have known then she’d be a perfectionist(which, despite what some people have said, is not a good thing). If she can’t do something right the first time, she gets upset. No matter how many times we tell her it’s okay if it’s not perfect or she makes mistakes.